Claimed by My First Love's Brother (by Evergreen) novel Chapter 563

Chapter 563

Originally, I had a lot of resentment and anger in my heart, and now I just don’t know where to vent it.

Reynaldo looked at me deeply, his eyes tinged with red, making my heart.

race.

I stuttered, “You, you seemed a bit off today. It’s not a good time to talk about these emotional issues. Let’s discuss it next time.”

After saying that, I hurriedly got out of the car.

This time he didn’t stop me

However, I took a few steps and then realized that my phone and bag had been left in his car.

I went back to get my bag again.

However, when I opened the car door, I saw him lying on the steering wheel, his muscles tense as if in great pain.

I took the bag and hesitated whether to “check on him” or just leave.

After much hesitation, I chose the former.

I pursed my lips and asked him, “What’s wrong with you?”

“You don’t need to worry about it!”

Reynaldo spoke in a dull voice, tense and suppressed, with a hint of panting, clearly in pain.

There was a moment when I really didn’t want to care about him.

However, looking at him like this, I still feel a little reluctant.

I said to him, “The hospital is right here, do you want to go in and have a look?”

Reynaldo didn’t move or make a sound.

I sighed lightly and said, “Well, I’m leaving, really leaving.”

He still didn’t react.

I didn’t say anything more, got out of the passenger seat, and slammed the door.

As soon as I slammed the door, he looked at me fiercely, with a terrifyingly resentful look in his eyes.

However, when he saw me standing outside and not leaving, a look of surprise flashed across his face.

When you were young, you liked Anton. Later, you liked Winston. You have never been kind to me.

“I was jealous, really, Esmeralda, I was jealous of them, almost to the point of madness.”

I stared at him blankly, my heart trembling incessantly.

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something, and I couldn’t make a sound..

Reynaldo leaned back in his chair, his face as white as a sheet.

I instinctively looked at his chest, thinking his wound had split open.

However, there was not a drop of blood on his chest.

What’s wrong with him?

He closed his eyes slightly, and even his lips began to turn pale.

There was a thin layer of fine sweat beads on his forehead.

Chapter563

It is evident that he was really in pain.